BDSM Beach Part Three
 

Cassie fell into bed exhausted. Her limbs ached and her back hurt
in places that she had never felt before. The sheets were simple
cotton, but to her worn-out body, it was the softest of fabrics.
Beside her, Danielle fell into the double bed with the same groan
of relief.

"I can't fucking believe I came to Cancun to mop floors," she
bitched.

Alisha was lying in the other double bed opposite Cassie and
Danielle's. The girl groaned as she rolled over to her side and
looked at her two roommates. Cassie watched as Alisha twice
started to say something and twice stopped herself. Outside their
window, the girls could hear the crashing sounds of the ocean.
Finally, Alisha said what was on her mind.

"I have to agree. Julia made me start over with the cooking twice
before she let me finish those steaks. I didn't sign up for this
just to be a cook."

Danielle tried to sit up and failed. "Ouch! We didn't even get to
go outside! We spent the whole time cleaning, cooking and
scrubbing!"

"It's like he just wanted free maids," Alisha said.

The sound of bedsprings creaking echoed through the floor. The
walls shook. Upstairs, Kevin and Julia were fucking the hell out
of Melinda. The girls couldn't tell exactly what was going on,
but they could hear that a vigorous threesome was occurring and
they weren't a part of it.

"Melinda figured out a way to get some," Cassie said.

"That's the most you've said all day," Danielle snapped. "I
thought you were mute or something."

"Mutes can't speak at all," Alisha said. "Cassie's just shy."

"Yeah," Cassie said, although she didn't think it was true. She
was the clown in her circle of friends, and she'd asked her last
boyfriend out instead of waiting for him to make a move. Why was
she so shy now when this was supposed to be the thing she always
dreamed about?

 "What did Melinda do better than the rest of us?" Alisha asked.

Danielle snorted. "She had an easy job. She just had to do
laundry. And I noticed she didn't wash any of our clothes. All
she had to do was wash and iron Kevin's and Julia's clothes."

The girls paused as a long, sensuous moan crawled down to their
room from downstairs.

"I nearly screamed when Kevin invited her to his bedroom," Alisha
said. 

"Screamed?" Danielle sneered. "Kevin's not worth screaming about.
He had four willing girls all day long, and all he did was make
us do chores! What kind of weirdo does that?"

"It's to teach us humility," Cassie said. She blushed as the
other girls looked at her. The idea seemed so foreign to them
that she was embarrassed to have known about it. 

"How do you know that?" Alisha asked.

"It's ... it's what happens in stories," Cassie said. "You know,
the subs always have to do humiliating things that don't involve
sex. It's to test whether they are really submissive and willing
to do anything, no matter if it interests them or not."

Alisha's eyes lit up. "Oh, cool! So this was like a test of our
obedience! I bet Melinda was the best, like she did her chores
with a smile."

Danielle wasn't convinced. "You can't test our obedience by
boring us! If he'd asked me to do anything, I would have done it.
I've never turned down a boyfriend's request for anything."

Looking at Danielle and her long thin body and straight blond
hair, Cassie had a feeling that boys had no problem coming up
with things for Danielle to do. 

"The boredom is the test," Cassie said. "It also makes you more
grateful for the sex you do get because you know the alternative
is doing more dishes."

"Fuck me!" Melinda screamed from upstairs.

The girls looked at one another and then burst into giggles.

"I guess you're right," Alisha said. "Where did you learn all
this? I never picked this sort of thing up reading blogs."

Before Cassie could answer, Danielle interrupted. "What's a
blog?"

"It's an online journal," Alisha said. "I keep one about my
submissive fantasies. I am going to blog this whole trip. It's
going to make an awesome post!"

"You're not going to tell everyone about what I do!" Danielle
snapped. Cassie was curious about Danielle's genuine fear. Cassie
didn't think a pretty girl like Danielle would fear anything. 

"Don't worry," Alisha said. "I'll give everyone pseudonyms.
Nobody who blogs uses real names. It's all anonymous. It's how we
can express our true selves, because we know we can do it without
shame."

"So you tell true stories without ever saying who you really
are?" Danielle asked.

Alisha seemed uncertain. "Yes. Kind of. Umm, Cassie, you were
going to tell us how you knew about the chores."

The creaking of the bedsprings upstairs picked up in pace. The
girls couldn't help imagining how frenzied the fucking must be.
Underneath the covers Cassie and Danielle shared, Cassie could
feel Danielle's thighs parting.

"Well, it's just stuff I've read in stories," Cassie said. "It
comes up a lot. Submission isn't all about great sex and
spankings and stuff. It's about giving up control and doing
things you don't want just to please your dom."

"But I could please him in much better ways than just cleaning
floors!" Danielle snapped.

"Not really," Cassie said. "Doms aren't guys who just want to
have kinky sex. They have to have control. They want to know
you'll suffer for them just because they say so."'

"She's right," Alisha said. "A lot of the dom blogs I read talk
about that. I should have remembered it myself. Doms are control
freaks. One dom took down his blog just because his ex-girlfriend
left some comments he didn't like. He would rather shut
everything down than not be in control."

Danielle laid back in bed and sighed. "This BDSM stuff is
complicated."

Upstairs, Melinda started screaming "Ow, ow, ow, ow." Cassie
wondered what delicious torment Melinda was suffering. Was it a
spanking? Some sort of rough bondage? Cassie hoped it was teeth;
Julia and Kevin both biting down on Melinda's nipples. Just like
they were going to do to Cassie one night.

"Right now it seems to be pretty simple for Melinda," Alisha
said. "Nothing for us to do except try to get some sleep."

"Can you get the light?" Danielle said.

Alisha groaned.

"I'll do it," Cassie said. She pulled her exhausted body out of
bed and walked over to the light switch. The small bedroom seemed
so large when every step hurt. 

Turning off the light plunged the room into a blue kind of
darkness. The moon peeked through the open window, making the
sheets glow. Cassie walked back to the bed she shared with
Danielle and slipped under the covers. Their naked skin touched
briefly before Danielle scooted away. Cassie sighed. The moving
away felt like a rejection, especially with the loud sex that was
occurring without her upstairs.

"Goodnight," Alisha said, and the rejection lessened just a
little.

"Goodnight," Cassie said. 

" 'Night," Danielle said, a little quieter than the others, but
Cassie appreciated it.

"Oh, God!" Melinda screamed upstairs. 

To be continued,